I am very touched that a few of you still continue visit my blog on a daily basis, especially when I can only seem to manage intermittent blogging these days. Thank you and a balated happy new year to you all.
So if I, apparently, have nothing to blog about, does it mean I have nothing to say these days? Nope … I am just obsessed with finishing the book I started 18 months ago. My novel. My spoof about warped family relationships. My loosely autobiographical romp that has kept me sane during, probably, the shittiest 18 months of my life.
“I have told people that writing this book has been like brushing away dirt from a fossil. What a load of shit. It has been like hacking away at a freezer with a screwdriver.” Amy Poehler
So close now, I can’t put it down but I will be back …